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Seeing life from the other end.: Harry in wonderland; every new day is another chance to change your life.
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Goodevening folks.
It has been a crazy busy week.
Let my present you....
4E2's CLASSROOM!
our theme's harry in wonderland.
yes, a mutation of Harry Potter and Alice in the wonderland.
dear xueli who painted the treees!
awwwwwesome people <3
Are you amazed?
^^
Our class's really brilliant and threw in loads of effort for this year's class deco.
really glad it turned out good.
(it started out being newspapers scattered all over the place....)
Yeahp, the back of the classroom's this forest/tree thing of alice and harry's land.
it's a total wonderland/fantasy/fairytale.
and our class tee's just as pretty. ((:
let's just hope everything wont fall down soon.
P.S photo's loaned off trina's fb ^^
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Alrighto, my week was basically spent on class deco, tuish and band.
and yes, im sick.
not really fever-sick-sick, but coughlikenotomorrow sick.
I've no idea where this flu bug came from.
It has been ongoing for four or five days already and i finally agreed to see the doctor.
Yes i dislike paying a friendly visit to the medical people.
not only are they scary with their sethoscopes, they give disgusting potions.
well well, im down with a lung infection.
and bitter medicine.
Along with the suckish part of the week...
Grandma got admitted into hospital, again.
2nd time this month.
Her liver hardened, which meant she cant excrete all the amonia and toxic.
which got into her brain, which caused a coma.
She had a really long sleep..
Thankfully she woke up this afternoon after all the medication and drips...
Thanks for all the concern of you people eh, (:
She's significantly weaker and survives on antibiotics right nao, so i've no idea how long her candle will last...
But whatever it is, i really really hope she'll get better, or just leave the tormentous world..
Sometimes you see, death seems like a better option than having tubes stuck down your throats...
or being so weak you no longer have the energy to speak..
sometimes, living is painful.
sometimes, love is letting go.
When her candle burns out, she'll be free.
when her candle burns out, she'll be with me.
Always.
Like an angel with my grandpa, im sure it's better up there..
Though it'll take a whole lot more of love, to mend my dad's broken heart.
